This House
I opened up my heart and let you inshared vows between a husband and a wife
Gave everything and more I had to give.
Those seemed to me the best years of my life.
Somewhere along the way I just lost sight
of how much you and your love meant to me.
I started drinking and staying out all night.
Like a fool I thought I needed to be free.
After years of this you finally left me.
Packed your bags and caught the last flight out.
Until that day I was too blind to see
that sacrifice was what love was about.
Now I sit here crying and alone.
You're no longer at my side and it feels wrong.
Without you here this house is not a home.
It's time to pack my bags and move along.
You've taken back your maiden name
Left me sitting here and all alone.
Now I am free but crying all the same.
without you here this house is not a home.
Once more I'll pack my bags and move along.
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